The car slowly started and gradually left the place where I woke up from my dreams. No one spoke along the way, and the street scene hurried by the window.
Qi Ling held his chin with one hand and looked at the flashing scenery, as if nothing was left in his eyes and in his heart.
Suddenly, Qi Ling put down his hand, closed the car window, turned to look at Wei Xiang and smiled bitterly. The hoarseness in his voice made people feel distressed.
"Xiangzi, you knew it a long time ago..." As he said that, Qi Ling's hand reached into his pocket of clothes, and there was a neatly 2,000 yuan packaged in kraft paper envelope. It was the money he originally planned to buy gifts for Xiao Meng, and the money he earned from countless days and nights of practice.
Rubbing the envelope, the rough texture that kraft paper brings to his fingertips was like the sourness in his heart at this moment, and it was like sand falling into his eyes, making him uncomfortable.
I don’t know why, but I could vaguely see Qi Ling’s eyes slightly red, and a trace of mist appears in my eyes.
Wei Xiang turned his head and looked at Qi Ling, and sighed slightly, "Well, I saw it once at Wanda last time, but I didn't dare to confirm it at that time, so I didn't tell you."
After opening his mouth, Wei Xiang did not continue talking, and turned around and continued to drive silently.
Qi Ling turned his head and breathed a deep breath, looked up at the sky outside the window and smiled, "Just treat it as a dream, there will always be the day when you wake up, thank you, good guy." After that, Qi Ling smiled at the four of them.
Although Qi Ling had a smile on his face, no matter what, the four of them could not see that he had any smile. The pain hidden under the smile made the four of them sigh slightly.
"Where are you going?" Wei Xiang turned to look at Qi Ling and asked.
"Go home." Qi Ling whispered.
...
The car quickly drove downstairs of Qi Ling's house. After saying goodbye to a few people, Qi Ling walked upstairs alone.
Standing at the door of the house, Qi Ling sorted out his emotions, and after thinking that he had adjusted his condition, he walked in with a smile on his face.
"Dad, mom, I'm back."
"Qi Ling is back, how are you doing the exam today?" Qi's mother walked out of the bedroom, holding a fruit knife in her hand and an apple with half-skinned skin.
When Qi Ling saw his mother, he smiled and said, "It's not bad. I happened to be the ones who took the exams. I hope I've reviewed the college entrance examinations." As he said, he took the apple he had just peeled and said "Thank you", he looked into the room, "Where is my dad?"
When Qi Ling mentioned his father, a trace of unawareness flashed in Qi's mother's eyes, and then she smiled and said, "Your father went out with a few old classmates and will not come back in the evening."
"Okay, mom, I'll go back to the house to rest first."
"Yeah, go." Looking at Qi Ling's back, Qi's mother sighed slightly.
After entering the room, Qi Ling closed the door and lay on the bed. Then, the old bed board made a "creak".
Looking up at the slightly yellowed ceiling, Qi Ling kept recalling what happened today in her mind, and the pain in her eyes became stronger and stronger.
Sighing, Qi Ling got up and walked to the old rattan chair, sat down, and turned on the computer.
After the startup screen, an l-shaped icon is in the center of the computer screen, with four words "League of Legends" under the icon.
"League of Legends?" Qi Ling moved the mouse to the center of the icon, but did not click it.
The first thing I came into contact with this game was because of Xiaomeng. That day, Xiaomeng suddenly told him that there was a very fun game that asked Qi Ling to play with her. However, after playing two games, Qi Ling, who had just come into contact with this game, was disliked by Xiaomeng countless times with black and white screens. Since then, Xiaomeng has never asked him to play this game again.
But Qi Ling knew that Xiao Meng was always playing, so he practiced secretly by himself, thinking that one day he would become more powerful and he could play with Xiao Meng.
Constantly checking the guide video and day and night practice, letting his level rise sharply. Later, I met Brother Cheng who gave me the opportunity to make money. I thought I had saved enough money to buy Xiaomeng’s birthday gifts, and then took her to the Internet in the evening to let her see her strength and give her a surprise, but I didn’t want to...
For him, this game is just for Xiao Meng. He constantly improves his strength. He also makes money by playing training orders. However, when he wakes up from the dream, what is left for him?
Qi Ling shook his head with a wry smile, and the mouse that was originally placed on the icon gradually moved away.
The thoughts in his mind were chaotic, and Qi Ling aimlessly clicked this point and that on the computer, and even he himself didn't know what he wanted to do.
Suddenly, the name of a folder caught his attention "leagueoflends".
"Is this? American server?" Qi Ling clicked on the folder, opened the program and logged in to his account and password. Soon the game was connected.
Looking at the familiar interface, Qi Ling smiled at the corner of her mouth. When she first learned League of Legends, others told him that the American server was the birthplace of League of Legends. Although the Korean server is very strong, there are many hidden masters in the American server.
With a learning attitude, Qi Ling had been playing in the US server before, and he didn't come to the national server after he started practicing, so he didn't even have an account in the national server.
Looking at the name in the upper right corner, Qi Ling smiled bitterly again, "fordream" was the name he named when he first came to the American server, and the literal translation is "For the Xiaomeng".
Indeed, he learned this game for Xiaomeng, so when he registered, he gave this name without thinking about it.
This name is indeed so dazzling at this moment. Mengqi is because of her, and Mengmi is because of her. Thinking of the harsh and sour words of Jiang Feng and Meng Yao today made Qi Ling's heart tingling.
Are you really worse than Jiang Feng?
Although he didn't know Jiang Feng's strength, he knew that he was the king of the US server and even played the training order of Ionia Diamond 1 in the national server with a complete victory. In the last game, the two teammates seemed to be very powerful experts in China.
Can Jiang Feng reach such a height? His intuition tells him that Jiang Feng cannot! Because the top masters have the arrogance of top masters, none of the top masters he has ever come into contact with is like him. Instead, those half-buckets of water that are neither high nor low are like him. Therefore, Qi Ling can conclude that Jiang Feng's level is not as good as him.
Qi Ling had never thought about what to bring to him when playing games. The only obsession this game brought him was that he could play with Xiaomeng happily and make money to buy her gifts.
But these obsessions were shattered by a person who was inferior to himself, just because this person achieved so-called glory and money with his low-end strength.
These things that were not as important as Xiao Meng's smile in Qi Ling's eyes, took Xiao Meng away from him from then on.
At this moment, Qi Ling couldn't help but think in his heart, with his current strength, what kind of height would he reach if he went on a career path? How much money would he bring?
After having this money, will Xiaomeng return to him?
He knew very well the gap between Jiang Feng and his own strength. He was completely confident that he would be more than Jiang Feng ten times or a hundred times, or even reach a height that Jiang Feng would never reach in his life.
But is this really what he wants? Then, Qi Ling shook his head slightly.
First of all, he is still a student, a student facing the college entrance examination. What he must do is to repay his parents with his grades and repay his efforts with his university admission letter.
Secondly, when you wake up from a dream, you wake up. After seeing the same dream clearly, you will pass by after experiencing it. Time cannot turn around, and the old "dream" in the past will be let go with the wind.
Although Qi Ling denied his thoughts, what he didn't know was that because of his sudden whim this time, a seed had been quietly buried in his heart.
Qi Ling seemed to have seen it openly, and a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to close the game interface, he found a number 1 was displayed on the friend bar in the lower right corner, which means that there was a friend who had played with him online.
Qi Ling felt a little strange. He added a few friends when he was playing in the American server, but now it is probably late at night in the United States, and there are still people online at this time.
Qi Ling clicked on the friend list and saw a familiar name imprinted into his eyes, "queenannie".
When he saw this name, Qi Ling unconsciously smiled. This person was a passerby player he met when he was playing ranking in the US server. At that time, this person thought Qi Ling was playing well and wanted to add his friends to double the queue. Finally, after rejecting dozens of times, Qi Ling still bit the bullet and accepted the friend's request.
Since then, the two of them have talked about everything, talking about their daily gossip on each other's daily lives. Anyway, they don't know each other through the ocean, so they just treat it as a trash can to talk.
At the same time, with the help of Qi Ling, this person's strength has also improved by leaps and bounds, and the two even rushed to the king of American servers in two rows.
Qi Ling and this person have never been connected to the voice. One reason is that because of the Internet, Qi Ling uses a free agent and the game is often maintained at around 200ping, not to mention the voice. I guess even if I connect, I can't hear what the other party is saying.
In addition, Qi Ling had no Mai to speak because he felt it was completely unnecessary. So the two of them had eye contact all the time. What made Qi Ling very pleased was that even if they did not use voice communication, they seemed to have a connection. In many cases, they did not need to type at all, and even prompts could make the most perfect cooperation.
Looking at the familiar name, Qi Ling double-clicked the other party's name and sent a greeting to the other party in English.
"I haven't fallen asleep yet?"
Qi Ling thought he would have to wait for a while before the other party would reply, but the other party replied in an instant the moment he received Qi Ling’s message!
"You bastard, where have you been dead during this period? I'm almost making a spider web when I'm waiting for you to rank!"
Seeing the other party’s reply, Qi Ling smiled awkwardly, and sent a sorry expression over, and at the same time he told him about his situation during this period, including what happened today.
After saying that, Qi Ling felt much more relaxed, and her originally gloomy mood improved a lot. Anyway, no one knew anyone across the ocean, and even if she said it, she was not afraid of the other party's jokes.
After waiting for a long time, just when Qi Ling thought the other party was asleep, a message was replied to the other side, but Qi Ling's eyebrows twitched...
Chapter completed!